Qiao Yun looked at him with red eyes, a hint of expectation in her gaze.
Unfortunately, Fu Nancheng was destined to disappoint her. He calmly said, "Sorry, the person I love is Xiao Mo."
Qiao Yun's tears poured down instantly, and she collapsed to the ground, looking especially pitiful.
Aunt Yang rushed forward in pain to support her, "Xiao Yun... Xiao Yun, are you okay?"
Qiao Yun's face was pale, and she just shook her head silently, her restrained manner making her even more heart-wrenching.
Fu Nancheng looked down at her from above and said in a deep voice, "No matter what, there was once a bond between us. I'll hire the best doctors to treat you."
"But today, I hope you can find your proper place. Don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't."
His voice was very cold, carrying a hint of warning.
Qiao Yun bit her lip tightly, her eyes full of pain.
